bookrebus Chapter 9: Real Gold She Doesn't Want to Work Hard Anymore
Chapter 9: Real Gold She Doesn't Want to Work Hard Anymore
Mingzhe was furious when he heard this: "She has no manners! She hung up the phone before she even finished talking. Who taught her that?!"
Ning Lan let out a deep breath, leaned back on the sofa and pressed her forehead with an uneasy look on her face, "She went through so much trouble to find us and see the life of the upper class. I don't believe she can go back! If she doesn't come back now, she must want to force us to bow our heads first. Mingyu, don't call her in the future!"
"Yes, I'll have her card suspended right now. I don't know if she can still be so stubborn without money!"
Mingzhe was about to take out his phone, and Ming Huaishu couldn't help but say, "Dad, Mom, calm down."
Mingyu frowned and looked at her, "Shushu——"
Ming Huaishu stood up and looked at the family of three with a complicated expression, "Mom, Mingnan just wants to go home. Don't use the word 'find' anymore, as if she is some kind of trouble."
The three members of the Ming family were stunned when they heard this.
She had been holding these words in for many days and couldn't help but get them out.
"You despise Mingnan for not knowing etiquette, not having a high level of education, and being able to only try to please you in a timid way. But why should she be looked down upon for trying to please her own family? She is nice to you just to get your approval and to be liked by your family."
Ming Huaishu's eyes were slightly hot and he blinked, "You want her to think about you, but have you ever thought about her? Do you know what kind of life she lived before?"
I don’t know if it was because she stumped me, but no one spoke for a while.
"Forget it, I have no right to blame anyone. I just hope you can go to her room and take a look." Ming Huaishu smiled bitterly and turned to walk out.
Mingyu's hands tightened and loosened and tightened again.
He stood up suddenly and went upstairs without saying a word.
Ning Lan wanted to say something but stopped himself, and finally followed with a stern face.
Since Mingnan left, no one has entered her room. The door is not locked and no one has cleaned inside. Everything is the same as when she left.
Mingyu pushed the door open and walked in, his steps couldn't help but pause.
Before Mingnan came, he always thought that Ming Huaishu was his biological sister. He had also seen her room, and naturally all of it was filled with the best things. It was the result of their family discussing it together while sitting around the table. The design was beautiful and warm.
Mingnan's room was only half the size of Ming Huaishu's, and the design was very simple. The furniture was made of good materials, but the style was very ordinary. At first glance, it looked white and empty.
The bed wasn't filled with cute stuffed toys, only pillows and an alarm clock, making it look cold and deserted.
There was a desk lamp on the bedside table, and a card was placed in front of the lamp.
Mingyu reached out to take it, but Ning Lan got there first, "This is... the card I gave her?"
It was the card they used to deposit her living expenses.
Thinking of something, Ning Lan took out his mobile phone to check. All the transactions were clearly visible, with only incoming items but no outgoing items.
She didn't cost them a penny.
The balance column of three hundred thousand just lay there quietly.
Somehow, her eyes were suddenly stabbed.
Mingzhe felt a burning pain on his face. His previous words about stopping Mingnan Ka turned into two slaps in the face.
Mingyu opened the closet again. There were only a few dresses and custom-made suits hanging in the closet. They were bought for Mingnan when she just came back, and she didn't take them away.
Ning Lan looked around and suddenly felt like she was dreaming, as if Mingnan had never appeared.
She squatted down and opened the bedside table. There was only a photo in the drawer. She took it out and saw two girls standing side by side in the photo. They were Ming Huaishu and Ming Nan.
Mingnan was clearly smiling, but he didn't look happy. A faint sadness came through the photo.
Mingzhe took a step back when he saw the photo.
He remembered that when Mingnan just came back, the housekeeper suggested taking another family photo. Mingnan was very happy at that time and asked excitedly when they had time.
As a result, when the agreed day came, the company had to hold a meeting and they did not go.
Mingnan waited alone in the photo studio for a long time. Finally, Ming Huaishu rushed over after school, and the two of them took this photo together.
Afterwards they just took a quick look at it and ignored it. Ming Huaishu mentioned reshooting once, but they didn't take it seriously and said they didn't have time, so Ming Nan didn't mention it again.
Looking at the photo again now, he realized that Mingnan was dressed so beautifully that day.
The three members of the family looked at each other, as if they had lost the ability to speak, and no one spoke.
*
Before leaving get off work, Mingnan sent a WeChat message to Mu Yanshan, asking him when he would finish. Mu Yanshan didn't reply. Mingnan thought he was still busy, so he packed up his things first. But the next moment, the phone rang.
"Hello? Mu Yanshan?" Mingnan answered the call and made a gesture to Tang Su to tell her that he was leaving.
Tang Su nodded, smiled and mouthed: Let’s go on a date.
Mingnan laughed helplessly.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, are you off work?"
Mu Yanshan said “hmm”, “But there are still some things to deal with, you go first, send me the address and I will meet you.”
"I'll go see you", these four words sound inexplicably comfortable.
Mingnan nodded, "Okay."
There happened to be an old hotpot restaurant near the flower shop that had been open for many years and had a very good reputation, so Mingnan simply booked his restaurant there.
After arriving, she thought that someone like Mu Yanshan might not be used to eating in the lobby, so she simply asked for a private room.
But she overlooked one thing - eating hotpot together is a very intimate thing. Eating it in a private room with two people adds a bit of privacy and makes it even more ambiguous.
Especially since Mu Yanshan did not come empty-handed, he brought two cups of milk tea and a flower.
"Give."
Mingnan was looking at her phone when she suddenly saw a bright yellow color in front of her eyes. She was stunned for a moment, "Sunflower?"
"Well, I saw you posted it on WeChat Moments and thought it looked pretty, so I bought one. You're treating me to a meal, so I can't come empty-handed."
Mingnan looked up along his bony hand and slowly met his eyes.
His expression was natural and frank, without the slightest ambiguity.
Mingnan smiled with relief, took it and touched the petals, "Thank you, I like it very much."
"That's good. Here, milk tea."
Mu Yanshan handed her a cup of the most classic pearl milk tea.
Mingnan asked curiously, "How do you know I like bubble tea?"
Mu Yanshan took off his coat and sat down opposite him, slowly rolling up the sleeves of his white shirt. He chuckled when he heard this, "I don't know, it's safer to buy this."
In fact, he found out from Mingnan’s circle of friends, but it’s a bit obvious and not appropriate to say it out loud.
Sure enough, Mingnan didn't think much after hearing what he said. He took the menu and handed it to him, "Come on, debt... benefactor, take a look at what you want to eat, just order whatever you want."
Mu Yanshan took the menu with a smile on his face and repeated slowly, "Debtor?"
Mingnan took a deep sip of the milk tea, turned his head and looked to the side, his cheek with the pearls in his mouth slightly puffed up, as if to say "I don't understand what you are saying".
But in my heart I secretly thought: [It’s all the fault of the alarm clock. I should have known not to write the creditor. ]
Mu Yanshan raised his eyebrows slightly. He even set an alarm?
It seems that she is very concerned about inviting him to dinner.
He looked down at the menu, but the corners of his mouth curled up.
——Digression——
I remembered a sentence I just saw: I am as easy to whip as cream.
For you, son.